After a funeral visitation and a speaking engagement out of town, I was supposed to come home and then hop back in the car with the family to visit the in-laws.
I came home. But a fire was going. Nice. Movies were being watched. Nice. Pajamas were still on all bodies. OK.
And all three of my family were hacking, sniveling and feverish. Not NICE.
Excuse me while I wash my hands for the 33rd time and take another hit of Vitamin C.
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